Nighthawk's motorcycle sped away from the Spaceport at its top speed. It did not take long for Nighthawk to catch up to Jacob. As Nighthawk caught up to Jacob, he slowed down. He looked over at Jacob. Nighthawk tapped the side of his Helmet as a way to tell Jacob to jump on the comm.
Nighthawk: Jacob...just a heads up...
Nighthawk paused.
Nighthawk: When we are scouting...do not pull the trigger without consulting me first. I need to make sure we are dealing with bad guys before we put anyone on the ground. Understood?
Meanwhile:
Jennifer simply looked at Harrison as he spoke. She didn't say anything. Part of her was relieved that she didn't have to argue and debate her decision to accompany the team that was being sent to investigate what was assumed to be a Trust Facility.
Jennifer shrugged as she left the Spaceport Terminal, and headed outside. She didn't have to look hard to spot Nighthawk's Warthog. She approached the vehicle. As soon as she got beside it, she climbed up the side, and jumped into the passenger seat.
Anaconda watched Jennifer as she entered the passenger seat.
Anaconda: I am surprised that you were able to climb the side of that Warthog.
Jennifer shrugged.
Jennifer: When I was growing up...my dad was big into tuning up Cars. He had one truck that was similar to this one...though...not as elegant. In my early 20's...we would always cruise in the cars and trucks that he would tune. It was one of the few things we had in common. You can say that I am used to climbing into monster trucks. You just need to put your foot on the wheel, and pull yourself up, and lift off with your foot.
Anaconda: Well...go figure. I never expected to hear that from you.
Jennifer laughed. She then had a thought. She looked at Anaconda.
Jennifer: By the way...you wouldn't happen to know what a driver's license is, would you?
Anaconda looked at Jennifer. He was silent. Jennifer sighed.
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